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⌗ 11:
Dear Diary,
I found myself at the park again today, but this time, I wasn’t alone.
She was with me. After the ball incident, she waited outside the clinic to apologize. Apparently, during her Physical Education class, she aimed for the hoop, but the ball flew out of bounds and hit me. She looked genuinely sorry about it.
Even though I assured her it was fine and just an accident, she kept insisting on making it up to me, suggesting she would buy me a snack as a compensation. I wanted to decline but since she's so persistent, I reluctantly agreed.
We conversed, and I was surprised to learn that the Coach excused me from practice (through Aran's message), and when I found out why, it turned out Atsumu and the others had exaggerated the entire situation.
Whether fortunately or unfortunately, I ended up talking to her—and I have to admit, even though the two of us are both quiet most of the time, she’s surprisingly fun to be around.
Yours truly,
Shinsuke.
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Fanfiction✎ ⋆⑅˚₊ This Journal belongs to Kita Shinsuke. In which the Captain of Inarizaki's Volleyball Team received a blank notebook from a stranger, and eventually makes it his own journal.
